A raging war inside
Lost all sight of life
This is not real,this is just a lie..
Is it even fair? Can it be undone?
I'll do anything for it to heal!
What is left to do? This pain is to great.
Darkness on the horizon
A black pit is all I see.
It's always darkest before the dawn.
The morning sun is the coldest one.
My thoughts are like razors
They make me hollow,
But there' one odd thing : They make me whole
Trapped in a fantasy.
Warmth is surrounding me
What never was and what cannot be.
A joy I miss is all I see.

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